We were a licensed photography studio. Our buyers believed we were perverted geniuses, no doubt — skilled beyond measure in the application of makeu... and the arrangement of the poses of death that could fool any expert. They thought we were brilliant journalists who arrived at the scene of the crime before the body was moved and angled our cameras to create the illusion that it had just happen. I'd even gotten an email once praising my Photoshop mastery.We were modern, Constance and I. We had a. “What’s your name?”“Cale. What’s yours?”“I’m Dennis.”“Nice to meet you.”“Nice to meet you too. Are you in a rush to get where you’re going?”“Not really.”“Well, pull over at this Hamburger Jim’s at the next light and talk to me.”“What do you wanna talk about?”“I’m a big dick black dude hitting up a flamboyant white boi. What do you think I wanna talk about,” smirked Dennis.“I hear you,” giggled Cale. “Get in front of me and I’ll pull over at Hamburger Jim’s.”Once the two vehicles were in the. ”“Seriously?” He was somewhat startled.“There’s always been an attraction between us.” She started to explain. “After he came home we ended up getting closer. I had thought about it before and so had he. When I heard the two of them having sex I couldn’t help it. I watched them through the crack in the door.”She stopped long enough to take another big sip of wine. All the while Mike sat there motionless. She finished the sip and continued.“The next day I had to have him myself. I think it was. Looking at the clock I realized I must have over slept. Quickly I hope out of bed and start putting on make-up"whats the other thing?" I ask as I putt on my mascara and bright red lipstick."they doubled the pay but there's a lot of legal mumbo- jumbo with the new contract" Jim said"Just sign it!" I replied. Double! that meant I was now going to be paid 500 grand for one episode!"but you don't know what your going to have to do!" Jim replied sounding a little nervous."don't worry it can't be to.